Pessimist or Realist
Some people call me a pessimist
Someone who expects the worst
Or am I a realist
Accepting and dealing with my curse
I understand it is wrong
to not look at things in a positive way
But always being dealt more pain
Life sometimes seems in disarray
With repetitions of receiving sour songs
One begins to build a protection wall
A defense if you will
When comes around the next hard fall
So maybe I expect the worst
and that way I'm not let down
When I do receive good news
I'll have a smile instead of a frown
I still haven't given up hope
That tomorrow maybe a better day
It's just hard to forget my history
and look at life that way
9 Jan 2008
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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